Love and Hatred
If you ask how much I loved you, I can only answer this,
there was a time, when even my illness felt like love,
for in sickness, you would come closer, care more, love more.
And now? Now I hate even you.
If you ask how much I loved you, I can only answer this,
there was a time, when even my illness felt like love,
for in sickness, you would come closer, care more, love more.
And now? Now I hate even you.
A Love Like War
They asked me in wonder, why once I had said,
“I am ready to fight the whole world for her.”
Then why now did I let her go?
I could not tell them, against the whole world there is still a chance to win,
but if the one I love most stands against me,
victory is impossible.
They asked me in wonder, why once I had said,
“I am ready to fight the whole world for her.”
Then why now did I let her go?
I could not tell them, against the whole world there is still a chance to win,
but if the one I love most stands against me,
victory is impossible.
Money 3
People say, it’s one’s nature that matters, not wealth.But reality whispers otherwise,
the more money one holds, the more people gather close and call him their own.
People say, it’s one’s nature that matters, not wealth.
the more money one holds, the more people gather close and call him their own.
Regret 2
Then I consoled myself,
if everyone gained, who would remain to lose?
Even if I had gained you, someone else would have lost.
I did not love you in hope of possessing you.
I loved so that I might feel alive within myself.
Had I not loved you, tell me, in lonely hours,
what else would I regret?
Then I consoled myself,
if everyone gained, who would remain to lose?
Even if I had gained you, someone else would have lost.
I did not love you in hope of possessing you.
I loved so that I might feel alive within myself.
Had I not loved you, tell me, in lonely hours,
what else would I regret?
Late Realization 2
One day, in understanding, it will already be too late.
Perhaps nothing will remain to give myself but regret.
As I waste time, that very time will waste me away.
One day, in understanding, it will already be too late.
Perhaps nothing will remain to give myself but regret.
As I waste time, that very time will waste me away.